You cannot have Liberty in this world without what you call Moral Virtue, and you cannot have Moral Virtue without the slavery of that half of the human race who hate what you call Moral Virtue.
I cry, Love! Love! Love! happy happy Love! free as the mountain wind!
He who desires, but acts not, breeds pestilence.
To generalize is to be an idiot.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the Last Judgement draweth nigh.
I give you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in Jerusalem's wall.